Era of Players: Death God
Chapter 41 - 41: The Spear of Destruction

In the midst of the wasteland, the man known as the Spear of Destruction, Logan, stood surrounded by a horde of menacing monsters. Their grotesque forms and malicious intent did not faze him in the slightest. With his black spear strapped to his back, he exuded an air of confidence and power.

A smile played on Logan's lips as he faced the horde before him. The monsters, ranging from goblins to ogres, were formidable adversaries, with the strongest among them even possessing a B rank. But to Logan, they were mere obstacles in his path, challenges that he relished.

Without a moment's hesitation, Logan's figure blurred, and the massacre began. His movements were a blur of speed and precision as he unleashed his overwhelming strength. His black spear became an extension of his body, striking with deadly accuracy, severing limbs and spilling blood. The air filled with the sounds of battle cries, the clash of weapons, and the desperate shrieks of defeated monsters.

Logan's prowess was awe-inspiring. His skill and power were unmatched, allowing him to dispatch his foes with ease. The monsters, once confident in their numbers, now trembled before the unstoppable force that stood before them. They were no match for the Spear of Destruction.

As the battle raged on, Logan's presence became a whirlwind of destruction. His movements were calculated, his strikes precise, as he systematically eliminated each monster that dared to challenge him. Blood stained the ground, and the stench of death hung heavy in the air.

Despite the gruesome scene, Logan remained composed. His focus never wavered, and his determination burned brightly within him. He had faced countless battles and emerged victorious, earning his title as the Spear of Destruction. This wasteland, infested with monsters and demons, was just another stage for him to display his unrivaled strength.

As the last of the monsters fell, silence descended upon the battlefield. Logan stood amidst the carnage, his breathing steady, and his black spear stained with the blood of his enemies. The once menacing horde had been reduced to lifeless corpses.

With a sense of satisfaction, Logan turned his gaze towards the horizon, his next destination already set in his mind. The wasteland was but a stepping stone on his path to greater challenges and conquests. The Spear of Destruction would continue his relentless journey, leaving behind a trail of devastation in his wake.

And so, with purpose in his stride and the weight of his title on his shoulders, Logan disappeared into the wasteland, ready to face whatever awaited him next. The legend of the Spear of Destruction would continue to grow, whispered among demons and monsters, a testament to his indomitable spirit and his insatiable thirst for power.

Well, it what he wanted to remind the world, like this he would draw their attention from his son, giving him the time to grow.

As Logan continued his leisurely walk through the wasteland, he suddenly came face to face with a demon, a player who had sold his soul to the dark side. The demon introduced himself as Cessera, a bishop in the Demon's order, and expressed his delight at encountering the renowned Spear of Destruction.

''When I heard how everyone seems afraid of you I can't understand. Allow me to understand and show them how wrong they are.''

With a sinister smile, Cessera unsheathed his bastard sword, which immediately became engulfed in a repulsive purple flame.

Boom!

The temperature in the vicinity rose sharply, creating an aura of malevolence.

Logan calmly assessed Cessera, using his keen senses to determine the demon's strength. Based on his analysis, Cessera's level was estimated to be around 55, nearing the Master rank. It was evident that the Demon's order was growing stronger, but such matters held little significance to Logan.

Instead of relying on elemental attacks, Logan decided to showcase his spear's technique. With a fluid motion, both combatants engaged in battle, their weapons clashing with resounding force.

Boom! Boom!

Cessera quickly realized the vast difference in their skills and strength, filling him with fear. However, it was already too late for him to escape his impending fate.

Logan's prowess and mastery of the spear overwhelmed Cessera with ease. With each strike, Cessera's defense crumbled, and his fear intensified. Logan's movements were precise, calculated, and executed with deadly efficiency. The clash of their weapons echoed through the wasteland, a testament to the power wielded by the Spear of Destruction.

In a swift and decisive moment, Logan delivered the final blow, claiming Cessera's life. The bishop's body fell to the ground, lifeless and defeated. The battle had been brief but intense, leaving no doubt as to the victor.

Logan stood over Cessera's lifeless form, his expression unchanged. He had faced countless enemies before, and this encounter was no exception. The Spear of Destruction remained an unstoppable force, unyielding.

With Cessera's defeat, Logan continued his journey through the wasteland, his black spear still stained with the blood of his adversaries. The encounter with the bishop served as a reminder of the growing strength and influence of the Demon's order, but it only fueled Logan's determination to surpass any challenge that lay in his path.

And so, with a renewed sense of purpose, Logan pressed forward, ready to face whatever awaited him next. The legend of the Spear of Destruction would continue to spread, whispered among both demons and Players alike, a symbol of awe and fear in equal measure.

After a long and arduous journey, Logan reached his destination—a foreboding black door that marked the entrance to a disaster rank dungeon. The air around it crackled with an unsettling energy, but Logan remained undeterred. He took a moment to compose himself, inhaling deeply to steady his resolve.

With his black spear held firmly in hand, Logan approached the door. The weapon seemed to resonate with the door's dark aura, as if recognizing its purpose. With a determined expression, Logan inserted the spear into the keyhole, using it as a makeshift key. With a powerful push, the door creaked open, revealing the treacherous depths of the dungeon.

Stepping inside, Logan was engulfed by an eerie darkness, the only source of light emanating from the faint glow of his spear. The dungeon was a labyrinth of danger and mystery, filled with formidable monsters and deadly traps. But Logan had a purpose beyond mere conquest—he sought to grow stronger, not only for himself but also to find suitable armor for his son.

The thought of his son fueled Logan's determination. He knew that the path to becoming a formidable Player was not an easy one, and he was willing to face any challenge to protect and equip his child for him to unveil his full potential and live longer.

Every battle, every encounter within the dungeon would be an opportunity to obtain powerful armor, ensuring his son's safety and enhancing his own strength to look after him in place of his dead wife.

With each step, Logan remained vigilant, his senses attuned to any sign of danger. The dungeon tested his skills, his endurance, and his strategic thinking. But Logan was no stranger to adversity. He had faced countless trials before, emerging victorious and growing stronger with each encounter.

As the hours turned into days, Logan delved deeper into the dungeon. His black spear cleaved through hordes of monsters, his movements a blur of deadly precision. The battles were fierce, but Logan's determination never wavered. He collected rare materials, sought out hidden treasures, and defeated powerful foes, all with the singular goal of obtaining the perfect armor for his son.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Logan stood before the final chamber of the dungeon. The air crackled with anticipation, and a formidable boss monster awaited him. With a deep breath, Logan steeled himself for the ultimate challenge.

The battle was intense, each strike resonating with the clash of wills. Logan's black spear danced through the air, his movements honed to perfection. The boss monster fought with all its might, but Logan's determination and skill surpassed even the greatest of opponents. With a final, decisive blow, the monster fell, defeated.

As the dust settled, Logan stood victorious, his body bathed in the glow of his triumph. He had not only grown stronger but also acquired a set of remarkable armor for his son. The journey through the calamity rank dungeon had tested his limits, but he had emerged triumphant.

With his newfound strength and the valuable armor in his possession, Logan exited the dungeon, the first part of his goals had been achieved, time to move onto the next one.

A swing of his spear broke space and he stepped through the crack and disappeared.

As soon as he leaves, a man appeared, one of the seven sin. The sin of sloth.

''I wonder what his goal is?" He mused before vanishing in turn, going back but only after making sure he wasn't being followed.

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A/N: The Seven Executive of the Demon's order:

The seven sin, the demon lord is the strongest, the Sin of pride.

Each sin has cardinal under them and every cardinal has a bishop under them and the bishop has priest and lastly the priest have a disciple.

There is also the believers, from believers you can rose to disciple's level, then go higher as you perform well.

This is how the demon's organization is structured.

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